A woman of independent means

This is one of those books for which assigning a star rating confounds me. Two stars doesn't adequately capture that I tore through it, but does reflect that there were times that I just really disliked the narrator, based on the author's grandmother. My cousin's wife gave it to me, and thought I would enjoy the themes related to women's agency in an unencouraging world. She was right, and I think the unlikeable narrator is perversely part of what I liked - we're still talking about women and likeability in 2019 (especially, unfortunately, as it relates to electability), so bless Forsythe Hailey for fictionalizing her grandmother in a complicated, sometimes confounding, manner. Overall, I found it oddly compelling.